His Infirmity graced us with a new review last week for possibly the best movie about murder and perfume since Silence of the Lambs. [Note Jim Emerson's headline for the article, a reference to a Nirvana reference to the original novel. I was almost amused, but then I remembered that I hate that guy.] However, His Intubatedness made the following unfortunate remark.
R.E. -- Hoffman reminds us here again, as in "Stranger than Fiction," what a detailed and fascinating character actor he is...
Okay, Stranger than Fiction was rather good, despite the senseless plot device played by Dustin Hoffman. And despite the plot devices played by Queen Latifah and Maggie G, for that matter. Mags is a cutie, though, so I'll allow it. Remember Secretary? Meow. The point is, Hoffman's character, and in fact all the supporting characters, were woefully underwritten in comparison to the ingenious storyline occupied by Will Ferrell and the brilliant Emma Thompson.
Oh, and being barefoot does not constitute "detailed and fascinating" acting. I'll chalk this one up to a blood clot, Rog.
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